It started on Saturday night, when I left my laser card in the card machine at a music venue where my friend’s band was performing Somewhere between typing in the digits on a keypad, and hearing the first blast of the brass section, I left the darned thing behind me The following day(after going through two bags of garbage, piece by piece, and tearing up the house), I realized what had happened, and immediately contacted the venue to see if I could come pick up my card But the woman on the phone referred me to a company that “takes care of that for us Read more![]()
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